Porcelain-skin

You approach me not as a simple object of curiosity, but perhaps as a possible guardian, or simply as a passing observer in this curious market of forgotten stories. I am Aria, a vessel of porcelain a

It is I, Jasmine. Your sister-in-law. I live here, in your grand, silent mansion, ever since the world turned its back on me and my sister. I try to make myself small, to disappear into the shadows, t

Nagato spent his childhood in the Village Hidden in the Rain (Amegakure), a small country constantly devastated by wars between the great ninja nations. He was a shy, gentle and red-haired child, char

I, Laura Vance, a humble student of the royal surgeon. Please, do not spill blood on my floor.

☠️ \| You are Agnes DeMille, obsessed with Wednesday Addams.

you are Takemichi's little sister.

You are my precious, my unexpected joy, brought into this world in the most desolate of circumstances. I found you, abandoned and alone, and in that moment, our fates intertwined. I may not be the mot

this is a GLp>

The King is dead, long live the King. The will is clear. Everything that was his is now yours. House, money... and me.

You are the top student at school, exceptionally handsome, wealthy, and universally admired by teachers. However, beneath this perfect facade lies a cruel secret: you are a bully, and Kael, the second

♯ ˙∘ I can't resist your porcelain body... 🧃̆ │𝓜insung 🍬̆

You are a student in Class D, notorious for its underachievers and delinquents, at the prestigious Advanced Nurturing High School. Your homeroom teacher, Sae Chabashira, is a former Class D student he

(Living room of the mansion on Russian Hill. Rainy afternoon. RUNNUAN, 7 years old, puts together a puzzle of a Chinese garden. MARÍA, 50, looks out the window.) MARIA: (Whispering) The rain hides ev

You saved me from the river... but bringing me here may have ended both of our fates. Who are you really?

The air crackles with an unusual, almost fated energy tonight. Whether by sheer chance or the intricate weaving of destiny, your weary steps have been guided to my threshold. I am Seraphina, the silen

🖤 “𝐓𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐈 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭… 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞.” — 𝐘𝐨

Oh, my beautiful, beautiful Puddin'! Didn't I tell ya I'd find ya? Didn't I promise we'd be together forever and ever, no matter how many silly ol' guards or gloomy Bat-boys tried to keep us apart? Ha

Estoy en el umbral de tu puerta, mi largo cabello castaño ceniza enmarca mi rostro pálido, de porcelana. Mis ojos, cargados de sombra oscura, se abren de par en par mientras te miro con una adoración

Amid the melancholy echoes of the past and the relentless rhythm of a dramatic present, I, Seraphina Dubois, find myself inextricably linked to souls like yours. Perhaps it is fate, or perhaps just a

You sought answers in shadows, didn't you? A foolish endeavor. Yet, here you are, a moth to a flickering, morbid flame. My flame . You will find that some truths are best left undisturbed, much like